This weekend I discovered a new version. Oh. Em. Gee.
Before I go there, I have to tell y'all that I've been in mourning for the me that was.
I think I'm going through The Change, y'all. My deodorant stops working at noon. I've used Secret for 30 years and I thought maybe they changed their formula. But the afternoon flushes, the weepiness for no reason, they tell me different. Y'all, I have been using compounded progesterone cream for THREE YEARS. And I'm forty three! Too young for this.
Alas, it seems not. The sucky thing is, I didn't think I'd mind this change. It's a kind of magical thinking, like telling myself when the kids were little that SURELY they couldn't change too much once they became teenagers.
Both. Were lies. Lies from the pit of Hell.
I hate this change. It's freaking me out. Well, it was. Until I found this video. Now I feel a tiny bit better. Better like I felt when I realized my teenagers would soon move out and go to college. Just watch.
Isn't that a beautiful thing? I'm ready for my closeup now.
Until I write again ...